Friday, Apr. 29 Mom and I went on a 4 wheelin ride down around Mt. Trumbul, Arizona. We drove the trucks to the old schoolhouse in Mt. Trumbul and unloaded the 4 wheelers. We went for an 80 mile ride out west of there. We were tired and sore by the time we got back. We were not on our 4 wheeler as the Saturday ride had to be on street legal machines. Ken Beckstrom lent us a machine that Barbara usually rides. It is not as comfortable as ours and Mom had a hard time. We saw a lot of country, but not the beautiful scenes we see on most of our rides. It was just a ride.
After getting back to the trucks and gassing up, we went south 13 miles to the Bar 10 Ranch that was started by Tony and Ruby Hafen. Ruby was the love of my life when I was in first and second grade. Anyway, we had dinner there. It was really good. They had a program and I had asked them to sing "Happy Birthday" to Mom. She had implored me to not tell a soul it was her birthday, but I couldn't resist. We all sang to her and then the host sang a love song to her while she sat in a chair out in front of everybody. When the program was over, they invited us to have birthday cake. It was fun.
We slept in a covered wagon. The wind was blowing full tilt and it was cold. Mom climbed into bed with all her clothes on. It didn't take long before she was taking them off. We actually slept quite well and quite warm.
They served us breakfast and then we lit out on a ride down to the Colorado River. I suppose it is still the grand canyon down there, but we were a lot closer to the river than when you are on the north or the south plateau. The first place we stopped was at Pa's Pockets.
The pictures were supposed to be here, but came in on the top. One is doubled because I don't know what I am doing. The doubled one we don't know what it is. There is a rock wall and a smooth rock surface. It looks like a spillway, but wasn't. The sign and cabin are self explanatory. The other one is the "pocket. They built a concrete dam in this canyon pocket and it catches the water which they then pipe out for their livestock.
Next, we drove to the Grand Canyon. I'll try to put those pictures here, but it probably won't work. It didn't work. They are the first 5 pictures. Anyway, we went on another leg of the ride which again was just a ride. By the time we got back Mom was really hurting. We were glad to see the pickups, get loaded and get home.
By the way we paid $200 for the opportunity to spend a night in a covered wagon. Sorry, I didn't take pictures.
Love, Dad
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